" hm. Interesting. " 

A soft mumble escaped her lips as she ran across a rooftop, her curled and goldeny-orange ponytail flying around with every step she took. She was late, very late. Had she overslept? Of course she had, she always did. And now she was late for her train, just excellent.

Megumi than jumped, doing a minor flip as she landed on the top of the train with a slight thud, her body instinctively doing a tubmle roll as she held onto the sides to prevent any casualties such as falling off. Such obscene behaviour was normal for Megumi, she worked at an ‘agency’, and these types of stunts was merely like her entrance exam. Some more movement’s were made as she calmly slid off the roof of the train and onto the platform it had now stopped in, weaving between the crowd effortlessly as she adjusted her school uniform and began to approach the academy’s gates, her blue sleeves rolled up and her black tie tightened.

Her pink eyes scanned everyone in the crowd, shooting fake smiles and half seasoned laughs to those who said their greetings and interacted with her.

She felt nothing, absolutely nothing inside. 

She wasnt being rude, sarcastic, or anything when she described her emotions. She was simply, a shell. A shell who faked what she wanted until she got it.

And she was completely fine with that, the more she blended in with society, the better.